She Loves Me

To pluck each petal off one by one, to play effeuiller la marguerite, to determine by chance if my love feels the same about me as I do her. Where to start? A hint of romanticism, a dash of outdoor beauty, the sun and the shadows dancing in brilliance – and the shutter is released.

© 2013 Tyrel Bramwell

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